Fiona saw the silhouetted of the castle. “How am
I going to get there? There’s no boat.” She went down to the water’s edge
and saw nothing she could use. “I can use my magic powers.” She thought of
all the things she could do. “It won’t help to start fire. It won’t help to
look for jewels or gold. It won’t help to talk to the animals, or to control
the weather. I can make myself big though.” She closed her eyes and grew.
The trees came up to her knees. “There, that will do.” She stepped over the
loch onto the island and then shrunk down. She ran towards the front doorway
and saw Drayton sitting there and whispered to herself, “He’s crying, like a
His head was buried in his hands. He leaned over
and sobbed. Fiona knew he’d never hear her. She crept over to the other side
of the doorway and snuck past him. He never moved. The sound of arguing came
from down the stairs. She ran into the main hall, glancing up at the stained
glass. “I’ll rescue them.” Climbing down the stairs, she came to a doorway.
“They’re in here. I can sense them all.” Knowing it was foolish to go in
through the door, Fiona had to think quickly. “I can throw fireballs at
them. No, the men might get hurt.” Just then she remembered the secret wall
doors that opened up. Callum, Elspet and she had found a few of them the
last time they’d gone to the castle alone. Fiona sighed. It seemed like a
lifetime ago when they’d come to the castle for the first time.
She ran up a flight of stairs and then took a
hallway. When she came to a dead end, with solid wall in front of her, she
pushed one of the bricks. The wall creaked open and she ran through it,
finding herself standing at the top of the castle. The towers stood at
attention holding up the rest of the old building. The moon was high in the
sky and a cold wind blew. She looked over the edge. Drayton was still
sitting there crying. “What a baby!” She saw a window. A strange light
seeped through the glass. “They must all be in there.” Slowly she lifted her
head and looked down through it. She saw Uncle Angus and the others all
leaning with their backs against the walls. “They look hurt.”
Ghost-like creatures flew around the room. “Not
those ghost things again!” Fiona heard them shouting at each other. “I can’t
get them from this way.” She went back through the secret opening and went
further down the hall and then down another flight of stairs. When she came
to another dead end she pushed a certain brick. The wall slid open enough
for her to crawl through. She was in the room near Uncle Angus. Luckily she
was in a dark unoccupied corner. “Uncle Angus,” she whispered. Looking to
see if the ghosts had heard her and being relieved when they didn’t, she
whispered again. “Uncle Angus.”
He turned his head and saw her, nudging Jack and
Jeffrey. They looked over at her. Angus stood up and limped toward her,
hurling insults at the redcaps. When he was sure none of them were looking,
he ducked out the opening. “Go till you get the end and wait for me. Don’t
go any further,” Fiona said.
By now Johnny and the others had seen Fiona.
Each of them managed to get to their feet. Insults shot across the room as
they moved to the one corner where freedom awaited them. One by one they
ducked out through the hole until none were left in the room. Before Fiona
shut the hole in the wall she watched one of the redcaps slice a sluagh in
half with his glowing scythe. The wall closed together. Fiona pushed her way
past the injured men. “Follow me.” She led them, limping slowly, into the
main hall. “Drayton’s sitting out there crying. We need to be very quiet.”
They passed him unnoticed, slipping into the
darkness of the gardens. Fiona changed into a giant and carried the men
across in the palm of her hand. Within a few steps she stood outside Uncle
Angus’s cottage. She shrunk down to normal and opened the door. Mairi jumped
off the bed. “Fiona!” Julian fell off the couch with fright.
Mairi herded the injured men inside the croft.
“You’re all hurt. What happened? Never mind. I don’t want to know right now.
Fiona, Julian, get some water and clean cloths.”
They stayed up all night tending to the wounded.
The others slept where they fell. Mairi sat next to Buntabi. He opened his
eyes. “Hello, Jason. I’m glad you finally made it. We’ve been waiting for
you.” He smiled and then closed his eyes again, falling into a deep sleep.
Fiona fell asleep on Johnny’s lap in front of
the fire. Julian sat next to Mairi, both of them dozing off and on as the
night passed slowly.